Feng Vs. Midara Stage Magician

Feng gave her answer a second of thought before replying, "I said I'd follow your opinion, and seeing as you'll already trying to tempt me, I'm guessing that's what you hope to do next," He told her as he allowed his eyes to wander from her own.

"I'll be tempting you plenty regardless." Irene laughed as she thrust out her chest and gave her boobs a teasing bounce. "The only question is what sort of performance we'll be putting in while I do it."

"Of course you will," Feng said with a chuckle back as his eyes actively locked onto the most movement they saw, which of course, was Irene's jiggling melons. "Now, I got this feeling in my chest that I know how you're going to perform, but perhaps you should vary up your performance," He continued, saying that she should use a variety of her beautiful body parts instead of just her breast, saying it like his eyes weren't completely enthralled by those boobs at the moment.

This lead to Irene laughing even louder. "Sorry. It's just to cute how you can't keep your eyes off my tits." She said, turning around and giving her ass a smack that made her cheeks jiggle and clap. "I promise I'll tease you in lots of ways." She assured him.

Feng's eyes followed those perky breasts until they were out of view, then he found them following Irene's hand that lead them to the ass he now found them glued too. Thank god he was used to his eyes and was able to hold a conversation whilst appreciating the view. "I welcome you to do so," He replied, "It's always a little bit of a hassle controlling my view, so stuff like this occasionally is quite relaxing."

"That's it. Just relax. You can watch my ass without worrying. I want you to stare at my ass. To memorize its every sensual curve. Really enjoy the way it jiggles and bounces as you let yourself unwind." The stage magician said in a low, soothing tone as she let her ass swing back and forth before his eyes. Her rear a thick, seductive pendulum. A real pleasure to watch.

To be fair, Feng was already passively memorizing its every curve, so being told to do so didn't change much. Between the jiggling and wiggling of those thick cheeks, Irene's buttery voice, and Feng letting his guard down and accepting this hypnosis, the swordsman was quick to fall into a trance that the magician could push much deeper.

Focusing so deeply. Listening so closely. Your sharp gaze locked to my ass as it sensually sways. You're feeling yourself relax. My voice filling your ears as my sexy but helps you unwind. It feels so nice to just stare and listen to my voice. Each swing if my sexy butt making you a little more sleepy as every muscle in your body continues to relax." She purred as her ass slowly captivated and entranced him. Each slow, seductive swing deepening his fixation on her sexy rear.

Besides his very actively observing eyes and listening ears, Feng found his body so relaxed. Every bump of that bum, every swing of that sexy rump, every clap of those cheeks, every jiggle of that cake, anything and everything that ass was noticed by Feng's eyes and only buried him deeper into a booty trance.

"That's it. Watching closely as you sink into a delightful ass-trance. You're so focused on my butt. So busy memorizing my delightful curves. That you don't even really notice what I'm saying. My words slipping past your ears and deep into your mind as you instinctively listen and obey." The magician said as she gave her ass a teasing bounce. Making sure to always have plenty of eye-candy available for Feng to lose himself in.

Irene was clearly experienced with hypnotizing as all her words were exactly what was happening. Each of her words ingrained themselves into Feng's faded mind as he was completely mesmerized by the pendulum that was the magician's juicy rear end.

"It's so easy to watch, listen, and obey. Each of my words slipping deep into your mind and becoming an undeniable truth as you become more and more sleepy. Your eyelids drooping, becoming so heavy as you watch my hips sway. In a moment I'm going to snapy fingers, and when I do you'll fall to your knees and bury your face between my cheeks. Falling into a deep sleep where your mind remains open and accepting. Ready for my soothing voice to give lots of fun little instructions as you enjoy my rear." She said as her swinging hips became his entire world. Her sexy bubble but demanding his full attention as it hypnotically swayed before his eyes.

To be frank, Irene has gone a little overkill with how deep she was pushing this trance, not that Feng minds. She could have snapped her fingers ages ago and he would have promptly smothered himself in her rear. The swordsman's legs were already trembling in anticipation, ready to drop to his knees the second those fingers snap.

"Aaaannndd sleep!" Irene commanded, snapping her fingers and thrusting out her hips to give Feng a perfect place to rest, her soft bubble butt.

With the snap of the magician's fingers, every thought departed from Feng's mind, and only his instincts remained. Those instincts, of course, were the complete and undeniable truths Irene had implanted with her ever-soothing voice. Feng's legs gave out as he slumped forward, throwing himself face-first into the bountiful bottom of the performer.

"Good boy. Now stand up and give the audience a bow. I want them to be able to see how adorably entranced you are." Irene said as she lightly rubbed her full cheeks against his face.

It was sad to depart from Irene’s booty already, but her words are his command. Feng rose to his feet and gave the audience a bow as he was instructed, although it was more of a proper bow than a showman’s bow.

"Now Feng. Be a dear and tell everyone why you wanted to be on stage today." Irene said, a sultry smile on her lips as she put a hand on the swordsman's shoulder.

Feng told the crowd what he had told Irene earlier. I wanted to have a great fight, and with Irene as my opponent, I could get my name out to the world,” He explained, leaving out why he wanted to get his name out, as he can’t remember explaining the to Irene either, although she probably came to figure out why.

"Let me guess. You want to get your name out there so you can meet lots of strong, sexy midara who can challenge your skill with a blade. Well luckily for you there's more than one way to catch a midara's eye." Irene told him as she ran her fingers along his arm. "What do you say girls whall we give him a few examples?" She added, giving the crowd a wink as the midara in the audience clapped and cheered.

Irene was mostly correct with her statement, and Feng wasn’t in any state of mind to correct the misunderstandings. A shiver ran up the swordsman’s spine as the magician traced her finger against his arm as he stood idly by, ready to be of assistance with whatever Irene brings this show to.

"Luckily for you midara love a handsome fellow who's fun to tease. In fact, let's give a demonstration. Do any of the lovely ladies in the audience catch your eye?" The magician asked him. As Feng looked out over the crowd he'd spot plenty of midara in attendance. Some were like Irene and indistinguishable from a human save for their incredibly beauty. But there were also lamia's, and kitsune, and other more exotic fair that might catch his fancy.

With his eyes, nearly every Midara was able to catch them, but even in the trance, Feng understood he probably couldn’t invite every Midara to the stage, so he pointed out four that especially caught his eye. The first was a kitsune who appeared to be some wealthy business lady who was here on a break. Then there was a slime girl who was extremely well toned for a body of that consistency. His third choice was clearly some sort of inventor, based off the grease stains on her skin and clothing, with a large pack next to them. Finally, there was this rather ordinary and bland looking Midara that Feng’s eyes saw something very interesting about but his muddled mind couldn’t put together what it was.

The Kitsune came up first. Her fluffy white tail matching her fluffy white coat as she walked on stage with a big smile on her face. "Let's start off with a fun little scenario. Feng, when I snap my fingers you'll wake up from this trance. Believing that this lovely lady caught your eye from across the room. You'll walk over and flirt with her, becoming more and more enamored with her soft, fluffy tail and elegant demeanor the longer you speak to her." Irene whispered in Feng's ear as the first volunteer got into position.

Feng gave a slight nod of confirmation that he understood the instructions as his eyes analyzed every part of this kitsune, looking for her best features and those she purposefully flaunts in order to get some material for his flirting.